I remember being little and complaining to my mom that I could feel my bones. Anyone else have this experience? Also I realized recently that I’ve always used counting to help with anxiety, because I used to be terrified of death and the meaning of life and when I would panic about it I would count. And I had never really thought about it before, it’s just something I did.

I’m having such bad death anxiety right now ugh how do I get rid of it

What always helped me when I was younger, was thinking of it as when I die, someone else gets a turn at life. That always made me feel a little less anxious. 